tears for pain

*Sendoa* · 06-24-2014, 07:53 PM

?Dammit!? came her thundering cry, though it was nothing like it would have been had she not lost most of her spirit. Instead it was weaker, frailer, more pained than angry, more hurt than anything. Tears welled in her eyes, but they were nothing compared to the ones of only a few weeks ago, when her biggest worry had been surviving the plague, when she had still been Queen and still had a love and a life worth living. Now, now the tears were pitiful and useless. She shook them from her emerald eyes and continued dragging her body through the briars. Any sane wolf would have avoided the area, it wasn't as if it were night. No, she was here in the dead of noon, dragging herself senselessly through the thorns, trying to feel something anything. The briars ripped at her seams, drawing blood in places, tearing out fur in others. She cried, but no more tears came. There were no more left to cry. Glaciem had forsaken her, all for lack of faith - lack of trust. She had given them her everything, and they hadn't even bothered to trail after her. A mindless brood her once-lover had sent his squire after. His own wife? There had been no search party. Argent.. he had searched the world over for - by himself! His Sendoa, his supposed love, he had probably wished good riddance. She breathed a quaking sigh as she exited the briar pit, falling into a heap on the opposite side from which she'd entered. The once-Queen didn't even care if someone found her in such a state, in fact - she almost preferred that they would. If they did, they might kill her and end her suffering now. For that, she would be grateful. Head rested upon her paws as she lay waiting for someone to stumble upon her.

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